“The awareness of some principles compensates the ignorance of multitude of facts” said the wise man once upon a time. The above was labelled as the wise saying and so forgotten by many.
However, the archaeologist study the ruins, and the Fairyland revive in the Art Galleries till now.
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… as I recall your comments, your feedbacks create the miracle anew. Thanksgiving joins people together at a moment they welcome one other. Thus the prior strangers become the good-travelers and the reality blossoms with the dreamse in the applause.
The titles work like magic in transforming an ordinary shot into the ARTWORK that deals with the eternities. That truth awakens the wish to study the word. Consequently, we face lots of newsmen. The above looks logically, but brings no light- wile fine art grow in cost, the newspaper does otherwise, isn’t it? Or does anybody worry for the yesterday’s paper?
While the “hard news” were filling the waste-paper baskets, the unknown passerby was reading his diary as the best poetry, and the word enlightened his path.
Love is as the greatest gift, so the daily test. Love can’t be produced by any social laws. It is entirely the personal feature, that is high above all human directives. Our dreams look nice but are not enough for to dry the eyes of our sick today. Life needs not the compassionate viewers, but the concrete actions- the personal response.
An artist, who enjoys own pictures, sees just himself and that is the disability.
This photo was picked up from my archives. Though the shot is old but it talks till now. The picture as comforted me so warned of the blindness that would inescapably come if I would start to enjoy my own works:
If we focus on ourselves, the tears inescapably come because of memoirs -because of lost passions … therefore the weeping come and always distort the truth.
An artist, who enjoys his own pictures, sees just himself and that is the disability.
I recalled a quote: “Happiness is like a kiss. You must share it to enjoy it.”